My now ex fiancé called and said she didn’t love me anymore while I was working during a massive hurricane that swept through my state (South Carolina) and it broke me. Back in August 2018 I was fired from my full time job and haven’t been able to find a steady job since. My drinking has gotten progressively worse and my self image has followed. I’ve done nothing but feel bad for myself and allow myself to sit around all day moping and feeling sorry for myself. All of my friends have noticed a change in my demeanor and want to help but don’t know how other than listen to my bitching. My thoughts grew darker and darker and with each passing day, suicide seemed to be the best option at the time. I’ve thought of all the possible ways to do this as to not leave a mess for other to clean. I decided to take pills and just go to sleep forever as it seemed the best way for my family to cope with my decision. Then something inside of me said to think about where my life is at and how I ended up here. I realized my life wasn’t what was wrong it was a part of me, it was my mind and how I carried myself. I did not like that part of me and I wanted to cease it from existence. I killed my former self yesterday. I killed the person that felt sorry for himself when the world get tough. I killed the person that would sit around and play video games and not do something more. I got a membership at a gym, I’ve met new people that I can call friends, I’ve buried the hatchet with former enemies and I’m pursuing my dream career. I’ve buried my past along side my former self and I’m ready for the future that I’m going to create. I killed myself yesterday and I’m glad I did.

You note the cerebral wattage of these docile things, and there couldn't be a stronger case made for deportation.

I mean, it's actually cruel to permit them to remain among us. Like zoo animals, they should be returned to the wild, where they can flourish in an environment more suited to their evolutionary capacity.